Beaten and Broken

Fierce passion,
hunted with pure desire;
your intoxicating scent ensnared.

Honey words
wrapped me in snug warm wool
while your grip tightened around my throat.

You caged me
within purple and blue;
beaten and broken into despair.

Whispers from the Fire: More Poems that Burn with Truth…

Heterovert

your slur—my ceaseless derogation

Rumour Addiction

for whispered words of wretched weather

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Blood Burning

queens snorted and screamed

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Rescued Me

fear of abusive men soon decreased

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Fierce Hunt

gave me a brief moment of rebirth

When No One Saw and No One Heard

the soil soaked in my hurried hurt

The Cold Chain

it gleamed silver in the muted air